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Kyoya frowned. "Are you sure?"
Dr. Shitsure nodded. "I'm positive, Ootori-san. Kagome Higurashi came in a few weeks ago with a broken arm, accompanied by her mother and brother. I set the bone myself."
Kyoya repressed a groan. Nothing was making sense.
"We probably still have the video, if you want," Shitsura added.
Kyoya's glasses flashed. "Video?"
"Most procedures are recorded, now," Shitsura said, nodding. "It cuts down on malpractice suits and costs."
Kyoya's lip curled. "Might I see Higurashi's video?"
The doctor led Kyoya through the hospital to a small room with a lot of servers and many monitors.
"We code them all by doctor, then day, then patient," Shitsura told him, clicking around on the monitor. "Ah, yes. Here we go."
Kyoya watched in poorly-masked astonishment as Kagome sat on the patient's table, clearly sulking while a younger boy and middle-aged woman watched on with folded arms as Kagome's arm was put in a cast.
"Her family looks... displeased," Kyoya commented.
"They were," Shitsura told him. "There's no audio on our tapes, but her family, especially her brother, seemed very annoyed with her. They seemed to think she would run off the second they weren't looking and break her other arm as well. To hear her brother tell it, she'd fallen down the well where she broke her arm on purpose."
"How odd," Kyoya murmured.
The video continued. Kagome looked tense the entire time her arm was being splinted, flinching each time the doctor's fingers brushed her skin. Just as her arm was done being splinted, the door opened, and a tall male entered the room.
"Who's that?" Kyoya asked. "Her father?"
"I don't think she has a father," the doctor said. "Anyway, they said he was her guardian."
"Her guardian?" Kyoya pushed his glasses up and paid strict attention.
The man had long white hair, from what Kyoya could see, but the video was from a bad angle to be able to tell just how long. He had graceful features, a designer suit, and a face Kyoya didn't recognize.
When the strange man entered the room, he went directly to Kagome. He tilted her chin up to look at her for a long moment, and then Kagome seemed to let out a wail and throw herself at him.
The man caught her in his arms and stroked her hair as she cried against his chest. He looked to her family and said something, and her family nodded, looking sad but understanding. The man then picked her up – actually bodily picked Kagome up bridal style – and carried her out the door, her family trailing after.
Kyoya was astonished.
He'd never seen Kagome touch someone or endure someone's touch – let alone initiate physical contact. To see her sob so helplessly against someone's chest...
Kyoya's heart tightened.
He didn't want to see her so upset like that. It bothered him deeply, on a wordless, primal level. He wanted to destroy whatever had made her so upset so it would never happen again.
Part of him wondered if she got that upset now, if she'd feel safe enough to cry into his chest like that... to let him comfort her and offer to destroy her enemies, or whatever else needed done...
"That's the end of the video," Shitsura said, clicking out of the video player. "Is there anything else I can help you with, Ootori-san?"
"One thing." Kyoya pushed his glasses up. "Have you ever heard of a clean ulnar break healing within two weeks?"
Dr. Shitsura stared at him incredulously, his polite and helpful manner forgotten.
"That's impossible," he said flatly. "That's impossible." He stopped, hesitating, and his eyes looked back to Kyoya's, a hint of fear within them. "You don't mean... Higuarshi...?"
Kyoya gave the doctor a cold smile.
"Thank you for all your help, Shitsura-sensei," he told him as he left. "Have a good day."
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